"I haven't heard of the fourth prince of the Great Wei Dynasty!" Jiao Mujiao dug his ears and looked contemptuous.

The old man's face suddenly darkened and he said, "Are you really going to oppose us?"

The old man also realized that Wuming and Jiao Mujiao were not easy to deal with, and he was filled with a breath that made him feel palpitations. Otherwise, according to his personality, he would have rushed up to kill first.

"That's great, you're finally here!" The twenty-third prince was relieved when he saw the two of them. He kept breathing a sigh of relief, just to wait until the Beidou people came. After this, he realized that he was still too young. He thought he had enough strength and wanted to fly solo. Who knew that Beidou just ignored him and put him in such a dangerous situation.

Jiao Mujiao didn't even look at him. He didn't even look at this second-hand prince in his opinion. Although he talked and laughed with Wuming, Wuming was indeed qualified to be comparable to him.

Who is he? The top genius of the younger generation, he doesn't even look down on ordinary geniuses, let alone the twenty-third prince who is just disdainful.

On the contrary, Wuming nodded to the twenty-third prince. He did not have the inexplicable pride of Kou Mujiao, and for him, this kind of pride was not necessary at all.

The old man looked at the two of them in fear, but he didn't expect that the twenty-third prince was still hiding a hidden force. And judging from their communication, he was not under the twentieth prince at all. It might be that the twenty-third prince had hooked up with some force.

This immediately made him alert. Those who dared to intervene in the royal family of the Great Wei Dynasty and could send two holy masters at will are probably not ordinary forces. With the support of this force, the twenty-third prince is afraid that it is really possible for the salted fish to turn over.

"It seems you really want to go against us?" The old man immediately said in a deep voice, "Then don't blame me for being polite!"

Although he was afraid of the two people in front of him, he was also very conceited. The master of the holy realm was enough to dominate one side.

"Do it!" Jiao Mujiao shouted loudly, and suddenly stepped on his feet, shattering a void, and suddenly appeared among the half-saints.

"Bang!" A half-saint was caught off guard and was killed by Jiao Mujiao. He was directly smashed by Jiao Mujiao's head with a punch. He could not die anymore.

"Stop!" The old man was shocked and angry. Unexpectedly, these two people were killed as soon as they came up and didn't stop at all.

Immediately, he suddenly punched towards Jiao Mujiao. Wushuang Iron Fist was also an amazing boxing technique. Although he looked old, his fists were strong and powerful, and he was full of wind.

"Wait a minute, your opponent is me!" Wuming moved at this time, and a big fire-red hand immediately grabbed it. The Fire Cloud Collapse Sky Hand was shocking under Wuming's use, and it was about to collapse the sky.

At this time, the old man quickly retracted the iron fist that attacked Jiao Mujiao and greeted Wuming, gathering all the qi and blood in his body, and his fists rushed over like a mountain.

"Boom!"

This attack was simply earth-shaking. The iron fist, like a hill, and the big hand like a sky curtain, suddenly collided. A wave of terrifying air suddenly formed from it, instantly sweeping out of the world, tearing the space to pieces.

"ah!"

A scream came out from the endless light curtain, and the old man flew out directly, blood splattered out, his iron fists were directly shattered by Wuming, and he screamed in pain. It took him a long time to stabilize his retreating figure in the void.

"Puff!" The old man spurted out blood, looking at the figure in front of him in disbelief, unable to believe that he could not even catch a move.

He was addicted to boxing throughout his life, and he advanced to an extremely profound level in boxing. His fists were even known as unparalleled iron fists, smashing the world, and even a holy weapon, he dared to resist.

But I didn't expect that after just one attack with Wuming, a pair of iron fists was cracked and countless cracks were cracked from their fingers to their arms. Blood splashed out, and it was extremely shocking to see.

Just now, I felt a terrifying force crushing my body. The big hand was crushed like a millstone that destroyed the world. If it weren't for his fists, he had endured most of the power.

Just this moment, his body was able to crack. Looking at the other party, he didn't even move. The strength of his body was unimaginable.

He fought all the way, crushed many opponents before he reached the realm of the holy realm. Many opponents called themselves geniuses, but they all fell in his hands in the end. However, he had never encountered such a terrifying master, like a god.

A gust of wind rose, blew up a bloody smell, raised the corner of my name's clothes, and a moon-white robe, which looked a bit out of the dust.

Everyone was shocked when they saw this scene. Whether it was the semi-saints, the twenty-third princes, or the jiao Mujiao, they were all stunned at that moment.

Just a slap, like a millstone that destroyed the world, slapped all the attacks of the old man in the holy realm. What a terrible body this was. They swear that they had never seen such a terrible body before.

He was a master in the middle stage of the Holy Realm, and the strongest one was a pair of iron fists, but he was almost shattered by his slap.

When those semi-saints saw this scene, they suddenly felt a sense of despair. For them, the pillar in their hearts was the old man in the holy realm. In this battle at the holy realm level, these semi-saints were not enough. After all, perverts like Wuming are still rare.

However, this old man in the holy realm had no power to fight back in front of Wuming and collapsed at once, which made them feel like they fell into the abyss and almost collapsed.

The twenty-third prince also stared at the scene in front of him in amazement. He never expected to see this scene. The old man had been chasing him for so long, so he naturally knew the horror of the old man, but he knew that he could live until now. It would be very nonsense to say that the old man could not kill him. It was clearly the old man who was playing a game of cats and catching mice, teasing him, and then he wanted to kill him in the end.

But the old man was almost slapped to death by Wuming. How terrifying this person was, he immediately felt endless awe of Beidou's organization. Originally, Beidou was surrounded by many of them, and there were not many masters of the Holy Realm, but Wuming was definitely not as terrifying as Wuming.

Just a few members are so powerful. It is hard to imagine how powerful this organization is. He died suddenly and wanted to leave Beidou and boarded the pirate ship. There was no other way. At least he did not have such strength for the time being.

The most surprising thing is the Sakao Mujiao. He didn't expect Wuming to be so fierce. He thought he was very conceited. As for the younger generation, he would definitely be proud of entering the middle stage of the Holy Realm, but he was also very afraid of this old man who had been practicing for many years. He originally planned to deal with him with Wuming, but he didn't expect that Wuming would beat him like a dog alone.

"Damn, this guy is so perverted!" Jiao Mujiao had to say that. At this time, he finally understood why Qingxu must strongly recommend Wuming to join Beidou.

You should know that although the Beidou organization is very casual, it does not mean that no one can join without investigation.

It was because of Qingxu's strong recommendation that Beidou decided to add Wuming to the scope of the investigation.

"Junior, don't be rampant!" The old man roared, and the shocking cracks on his iron fists began to heal bit by bit. The old man's face turned abnormally red. It was obvious that he had activated some secret method to repair the injuries in his body and quickly restored his original cold metallic luster.

Almost immediately the old man rushed towards Wuming, crushing his fists like a hill, smashing the world. His martial arts were concentrated in these pairs of iron fists. At this time, such an attack suddenly made people feel numb and more powerful than before.

Wuming didn't even look at him more, and he didn't want to cause trouble. This time he didn't use the Fire Cloud Bengtian Hand anymore, but used his most popular song "The Great Destruction Stardust Fist".

In comparison, although Wuming is very familiar with the Fire Cloud Bengtian Hand and has deduced the essence of this set of techniques, it is comparable to Wuming's understanding of the Great Destruction Stardust Fist. During those years, Wuming has been practicing the Great Destruction Stardust Fist. It can be said that he has understood this set of boxing to the pinnacle.

"Ah~!" the old man roared, and in the blink of an eye, he could still attack Wuming. Wuming could almost feel the wind pressure tearing his muscles.

"Bang!" Wuming's punch suddenly burst out, like a big star suddenly falling down, hitting the old man's iron fist.

"Crack!" The sound of a heart-wrenching bone breaking, and the iron fist broke again, and it was even more terrifying than the injuries just now. The whole fist was already covered in blood and blood.

The old man also spurted out a mouthful of blood, and even his fist was blasted into blood and blood. Moreover, he was not as strong as Wuming's whole body. Only his fist was the strongest and was directly injured at this time.

At this time, he finally realized that the person wearing a dragon-shaped mask in front of him was not comparable to him, so he quickly turned around and wanted to escape, but Wuming could not let the other party escape. Suddenly, there was another great destruction stardust fist. The old man screamed, his body was broken by the fist, and he died immediately.
Chapter completed!